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Chapter 6- Confrontations
Sam pressed her cheek against the side of the cold stone wall and watched the leaves swirl around in the cool October wind.
It had been a month now, since they arrived, and so much had happened since then everything seemed like a blur of light, all fast moving and over in a second.
It had started after she ran to the Astronomy Tower after her first encounter with Lucius Malfoy.
She rubbed her temples wearily and snuggled deeper into the thick quilt, thinking about those past events and sorting them into her spectacular mind system.
FLASHBACK:
She felt hot all of a sudden, like she was suffocating. Lily's voice snapping at Sirius barely registered in her mind before she was pulling away.
"Lily!" She gasped. "I- I need to go for a walk. Give Dumbledore my apologies…" She choked and found she could say no more. Finding no other alternative she cast a wild look around and took off running. She could only hope that she wouldn't be followed.
Finally, she reached the Astronomy Tower and collapsed next to the balcony. She breathed in deep. Air.
A body sat next to her and she turned to find Dumbledore gazing intently into the forest.
"I've just been to see Miss Evans and I spoke shortly with her about the, ah, present situation. I would like very much to use your knowledge of the future for a group I have recently founded. It is called the Order of the Phoenix. It is a secret organization against Voldemort and his Death Eaters." He stopped as she nodded.
"Ah, you know of it?" Sam nodded again. "Yes sir. In fact- I was a member."
Dumbledore looked pleased. "Excellent! So will you join our motley crew again?" Sam smiled. "Of course."
"Good, good. Now Miss Prewett, I am certain you have noticed a change in your appearance. That is because Time has marked you as its own now. You and Miss Evans are now what are known as- Ladies of the Desert.
It isn't really a desert, but a land where all environments are combined as one. A land where Time and its Priestess' are rulers.
Each Priestess is chosen much like you and Miss Evans were and are given very great powers. If you can learn to wield this power- you can control all of Time."
END OF FLASHBACK
Since then, every weekend, Sam and Lily would meet Dumbledore and they would practice new wandless spells and exercise their new powers.
They both joined the Order of the Phoenix and agreed to be spies.
Lily would spy on the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuffs, and Sam- well, Sam go the whole of Slytherin and the Death Eaters.
Which meant, when Lucius Malfoy came by after the first week was over, she accepted his proposal to join Voldemort's Cause and aid in the completion of the noble work of Salazar Slytherin.
When she had first met Voldemort she had a very hard time holding in her surprise.
He looked nothing like the snake-like being he would become in the next 20 some years, but more like a human; a very gorgeous human at that.
They hit it off right away, sharing spells and knowledge of ancient magical arts and rituals and by the end of a month- Voldemort actually gave her permission to call him Tom.
Dumbledore was very pleased but very worried about this advancement and he tripled their private practice lessons to three times a week.
Sam quicklymade friends with Lucius, Regulus, Nikko, Narcissa, and Severus and saw that they were nothing thattheothers had labeled them as; they were really, honest-to-god, good people.
But, of course, as all things must go, there were four people in 1979 that she had absolutely no desire to get close to. They were Bellatrix Black and Peter Pettigrew, for obvious reasons, and James Potter and Sirius Black for not-so-obvious reasons.
She figured that she couldn't get close to James because that wouldn't help Lily any and she couldn't get close to Sirius because, well- Wait, what was that?
She paused in her thought process and surveyed the room with her clever amethyst eyes.
Seeing the silver outline of a cloak disappear she decided to give them something to think about next time they decided to sneak in on her in her private thinking time.
Working up her concentration, she drew all traces of energy- that didn't belong to herself or the other person/people- and drew it up her hand.
She felt a rush of adrenaline course through her veins and she imagined a pair of hands forming a compact ball into her palm. The rest was easy for it was all based on will power; a trick Vold- er, Tom had taught her.
She would will the ball to go up and down, side to side, or in this case, hurtling towards a target. Smirking, she rose and turned to the sneaky little creep's hiding place.
"You really should have thought twice." She said angrily. "This is your last chance. Show yourself!" She brandished the fiery ball of energy and a muffled voice came from the shadows.
"Hang on Sam! Jeez, it's just me and Sirius."
The cloak was pushed to the side and James and Sirius stood there, staring at her in awe. "Wow, Prewett; wandless magic?" James asked.
Samantha 'hmphed' and vanished it away. "It isn't wandless magic." She said gruffly, turning away from them and looking out the window.
"That was an energy ball. It takes practice but anyone can do it." Okay, so I lied. At least they'll drop it now. She thought with little relief.
James snorted. "Yeah sure, but you actually had control over it."
There was an awkward silence where Sam stared fixedly out the window and Sirius started nudging James and nodding to the door.
"Well," James sighed dramatically. "I think I'm gonna turn in- got to talk to Lily 'bout a Hogsmeade trip this weekend. I'm feeling lucky…" He gave Sirius the thumbs-up and with a wink disappeared underneath the Invisibility Cloak, his footsteps quickly receding down the stairs.
"I should probably head in too." Sam said, already halfway across the room.
"I'll walk with you." Sirius offered as he caught up with her. Damnit! She swore. Get a freakin' clue… "God knows I need my beauty sleep." He said with a conceited smirk. Sam rolled her eyes and gave him an indifferent look.
"You know, on second thought, I think I might just stay here. You go on ahead, 'god knows you need your beauty sleep'." She mimicked and strode back to the window. Damn him! Can't he just take a hint? I. Don't. Like. Him!
But you do. Said another voice.
So what? There's nothing I can do. This is the 30-some year old, dead Sirius Black! Ginny and I have to change the future. I've got to leave him.
No you don't and you know it! Face it- you're scared of commitment.
No! I'm scared of getting my heart broken by the flippin' Sex God of Hogwarts, that's it.
Oh, it is, is it?
Yeah! Look, I've got a lot of shit to worry about now and I can't be thinking about my own wants. They aren't the top priority here.
Whatever.
"Why are you so bent on avoiding me?" Sirius demanded, oblivious to Sam's internal battle.
"Why can't you just look past the illusions and see me for who I am?" Sam whipped around, seething. How dare he accuse her of not seeing past illusions? Why, the notion was positivelylaughable.
"You want to know why?" She yelled, her voice cracking with with every syllable that rose. She shoved him backwards. Just for good measure. She thought ravenously.
"…because there is no 'illusion'! You are who you show us you are, and you, Sirius Black, are a player, a user, and a heartbreaker and I don't want to be just another notch on your bed post but that's all I will ever be to you!
"You are a cocky, self-centered, prat who wouldn't know real love if it bit you in the arse and even if you did you wouldn't dare fall into it because you're scared of what would happen to you!"
She took a deep breath. She hadn't meant to say anything like that! Now, she was throwing all of her stress and worries onto Sirius. Too bad he was as short-tempered as she was.
He rose to the punch knowing full well he was blowing any chance he had of talking civilly to her.
"Oh, so you think you're so perfect then do you? You are just as much of an illusion as I am! You hide behind your lies as though they're the only thing keeping you from falling apart! What are you hiding, huh?" He shoved her roughly back. "You are as much of a 'player' as I am! You've probably shagged the entire Slytherin house! You go about your life with your nose in the air thinking you're better than everyone else because Lu-"
He stopped abruptly as Sam slapped him as hard as she could across the face, tears rolling down her cheeks. "STOP IT!" She screamed. "ENOUGH! You don't know jack-shit about me and my life, you haven't the slightest clue! You throw out these accusations like they're fact and you have the audacity to call me a slut, you the great 'Sirius Black'!"
He made another move to speak, to touch her, but she jerked away and slapped him soundly again. "I HATE YOU!" she shrieked and turned on her heel and fled the Tower, the fight, and Sirius…
A/N: Hey guys! How was that? I hope to start writing about them in the course of every-few days' kind of thing. I hope it works. I have a whole dealy to write now and I am on a roll! I'll probably update tomorrow after school too! Till then hope you enjoyed! ∞ Me ∞
